"Hey, where are you?" the female cultivator called softly, hoping that the people in Huhai San can respond.

It’s a pity that there is no other sound except the howling mountain wind.

The female cultivator still did not give up. She seemed angry and happy on her face, but her voice was as greasy as honey, which could penetrate into the heart: "Where did the dead person die?"

The voice has a kind of captivating power, which floats for several miles, and it can be heard, making people feel impulsive in their hearts, wanting to speak in harmony. However, using this move, there is still no response in the mountains, and a layer of light fog slowly rises up in the surrounding area, gradually aggravates.

The fog not only restricts people's vision, but also chaotics people's senses. After a few more glances, the female cultivator vaguely felt that the surrounding terrain had changed, and she could not tell the difference between the east, west, south and north for a while.

Chu Yan finally changed her color.

Dozens of miles away, Yu Ci was so frustrated when he saw the fairy fighting. Seeing this, he felt very happy and laughed. He just now discovered that the sanren of Huhai made many small moves while searching, as if he had a plan, but it was true now.

With the divine intention and star light, no one knows the whereabouts of the scattered people in the lake and sea better than him.

The lake and sea scattered people were very well prepared. He used the rocks to cover him, and without hesitation, he jumped off the cliff naked, and took out spare clothes from the storage ring halfway. It was a set of night-walking clothes. He put it on, and his breath disappeared in an instant, low and weak. Yu Ci could achieve this effect, except holding his breath, the night-walking clothes should not be an ordinary person.

Everything was about to stop. The lake and sea scattered people did not go far, but just hid in a cave half a person in the mountains, less than one mile away from Chu Yan's straight line. The female cultivator called there twice. The second time, the guy could no longer help it. He opened his mouth to speak, but when he stood up, he hit his head, and suddenly realized, bit the tip of his tongue, and resisted the other party's temptation. At the same time, he also took out the array plate and used his best ability.

He used the opportunity of search to cleverly set up a ** formation, and now it is time to play a role.

After the fog started, the people in the lake and sea also wanted to take the opportunity to leave, but hesitated for a while and remained there, probably with the idea of ​​"the most dangerous place is the safest".

Yu Ci felt more and more interesting, but the perspective of the scattered people in the lake and sea was still limited. His thoughts in his mind were connected with a "spy" who was used to being used in the distance. Soon, the fish and dragon who had been wandering around him had sneaked over silently.

This fish and dragon are not the fish and dragon. It is not the "mountain orphan" that He Qing temporarily lent him, but Yu Ci's own pet "little guy". He was taken to Tianli Valley by a ghost beast, but forgot to give instructions to let the little guy follow him. He was separated for a while. He was reunited when he returned to the Yunzhou Wharf of Yishan. This time he brought it out.

This poor worm, who had been absorbed by him in the true form of the dragon, had been trained by him as an excellent spy. At this moment, he was hiding in the mist and approached without any breath, and brought the female cultivator in the mountain into his perspective for Yu Ci to watch.

Chu Yan called out several times but failed, and was trapped by the formation again. She finally confirmed one thing: the people in the lake and sea fled!

Her pretty face was red and red, both embarrassed and angry. She was deeply thinking and acted well. She was definitely a not simple person, but when she was confident in controlling everything and playing with people in the sea, the erotic counterattacked.

The female cultivator still didn't know where she had revealed her flaws, or the scattered people in the lake and sea just simply wanted to put her aside - no matter which one it was, it was like a slap in the face to her!

Chu Yan stood in the night breeze with her hands and fingers grabbed the corners of her clothes until her knuckles turned white.

Finally, she was able to control her emotions, walked to the ridiculous place of the two of them just now, and put on her own clothes one by one. With this, she slowly calmed her mind down. When she stopped dressing, a very charming smile appeared on her lips.

"This woman is really not simple!"

When Yu Ci was feeling, the female cultivator opened her lips and roared. The whistle sounded similar to the previous whistle sound. They seemed to be powerless, but they were very far away. Soon, more than ten miles away, someone responded with the whistle.

The atmosphere was emptying and stirring, and the response to the female cultivator's arrival was so fast. The real evil swept across the void. The formation was shaking, almost dispersing. At the flash of the figure, a bald man in brocade clothes fell from the sky.

This is Fulong.

Yu Ci didn't have a deep impression of this person, so he remembered it only when he contacted Chu Yan. But the impression was one thing, but the strength of the person who came was another. Fu Long originally had the cultivation level of the upper level of the Huandan. Although he was broken by Dafang Yushi, his cultivation level plummeted by two levels, but his experience and consciousness were all there, and his strength was far better than that of the average Huandan early-level cultivator.

These two are obviously partners. Yu Ci saw through this relationship as early as when Chu Yan masked her and snatched the scattered people in Huhai. This time it was just another proof.

Yu Ci thought that the female cultivator would ask Fulong to help search, and Fulong himself thought so, but the female cultivator said, "Help me protect the Dharma."

Fu Long touched his bald head, a little confused, but he still followed the order.

Looking at this situation, Yu Ci thought that the two should belong to a certain organization and had strict internal discipline. Otherwise, it would be hard to imagine that a monk like Fu Long would obey the orders of the monks who communicated with the gods without giving a discount.

Just as she was imagining, Chu Yan completely untied her already scattered bun and dripped her hair. There was still a red aftertaste of joy on her face. However, standing there, her hair fluttered in the wind, gradually covering her face, and her breath was extremely cold and bizarre. Her eyes swept through the curtain and swept through the several things placed in front of her.

There are clothes and residual hairs from the lake and sea, including the remains of passion, which are rare for the female cultivator to collect. After several inspections, the curse sounded, and the female cultivator's long hair like a waterfall was automatically windless, and there seemed to be friction and electricity in the middle, flashing a faint green light. The scene was extremely strange.

Occasionally, the curtain was raised, and the female cultivator looked pale and obviously exhausted. At the end, she reached out and these things were lit in turn under her fingertips. As the ashes flew away in the mountain wind, a tragic hissing through the clouds and mist peaks and came.

Although they were dozens of miles apart, Yu Ci still captured the fluctuations and changes that had passed through the void through the void. His trajectory was dark and unclear, but some of the details of the operation hidden in it left a deep impression on Yu Ci.

He seems to have been exposed to similar things before?

The fierce jump of the soul affected the divine intention star on it. Yu Ci was unable to grasp the detailed situation for a while, but he vaguely felt that the host was about to go crazy and didn't care about concealing his body. He bumped into the narrow cave several times, trying to resist the pain in his body by self-harm. In the end, he couldn't hold on and climbed out of the hiding cave and stumbled to escape to the mountain. At this moment, Chu Yan opened his lips and made a silent scream.

The people who were running away from the lake and sea were flipping, and the whites of their eyes were exposed. The blood vessels on their foreheads were shocking. The feet were all in chaos. They fell down from the mountain road, and fell to their heads and blood. Finally, they lay in the thorns, drowsy, and struggled to make their lives in pain.

"What a domineering spell." Yu Ci felt a little cold in his heart when he saw this. He had not recognized the way of spelling, but he had made up his mind when he encountered similar things in the future, he must be extremely careful and must not repeat the mistakes of the scattered people in Huhai.

The formation lost control and its power had dropped sharply. In a moment, when people in the lake and sea fell, Chu Yan and Fu Long came together.

Staring at the embarrassing figure of the scattered people in the lake and sea, the female cultivator smiled slightly on her lips. She still didn't know what was wrong with her, but she would have the answer immediately.

Seeing Chu Yan and the others approaching, the scattered people in the lake and sea struggled to escape, but they could not resist the pain that made him crazy after struggling for a few times. They could only curse: "Bitch, bitch!"

He kept repeating these two words, but this had no other effect than demonstrating his fear. The female cultivator still walked here, gently stroked his face with his fingers, and a charming smile appeared on her pretty face:

"Can Brother Huhai tell me how you discovered the flaws of slaves? Of course, there is another more important one: You might as well repeat it carefully, so that Brother Lingxi Sanren will tell you the whereabouts of Xuanlingzhi. I have been confused for more than half a year and feel so depressed!"

Huhai Sanren's eyes were protruding from pain, but he stared at Chu Yan and continued to repeat the two words: "Bitch, bitch..."

Chu Yan remained calm and her voice became even softer:

"Please rest assured Brother Huhai. Although you and I have broken your face, the past kindness is still there. I will definitely make you want to die and taste the most exciting taste in the world. Even if your body collapses, it doesn't matter. Some time ago, I just learned the technique of forbidding the soul. You can take your brother's soul lock back and use this master to cure it, okay?"

The bloodshot in Huhai Sanren's eyes was almost bursting into the eye, but from now on, he even had the strength to speak!

As the long night passed, the female cultivator smiled and withdrew her hand, looking at the scattered people of the lake and sea, which were curled up like a baby, she exclaimed the fragrance with satisfaction: "Brother Huhai is indeed that first-class person. I have never seen a person who can inherit all the secret 'Search Hundred and Eight Hands' of the Sect."

Fu Long stood behind for a night, and finally calmed down for a moment, but his eyelids were jumping around. What a "first time"! The Huhai Sanren had already wanted to beg for mercy, but Chu Yan ignored it until he used all the 100-eight hands, and he was left alone. At this time, the Huhai Sanren had already collapsed and even spit out the color of his mother's underwear.

After suppressing the chill in his heart, Fu Long opened his eyes wide and watched the female cultivator take the storage ring from the hands of the sanren of Huhai and raise it in front of him.

The method of breaking the above bans has been howling hundreds of times. Not only did Chu Yan hear it, but Fu Long also remembered it very clearly.

According to the words of the Sanren of Huhai, he actually found Xuan Lingyin a few days ago and took it into the storage ring. The hard searches for the next few days were just to get rid of the mystery set up by Chu Yan and the others. I wonder what Chu Yan thought, but Fu Long believed it.

He does not think there are people in the world who can conceal things under the conspiracy of "search for 100 and 800 hands".

At least, the lakes and seas are not scattered!

He kept his breathing rhythm unchanged and slowly reached out, Chu Yan's pink neck was in front of him. As long as he exerted a little force... the lower abdomen suddenly felt ache, as if countless lights pierced, stirring the internal organs into a mess.

Fu Long let out a shocking roar, and his claws that had already poked out exerted force, but they still hit the ground.
Chapter completed!